Master Xiu is cultivating

"Let's have a cup together... raise your eyebrows..."

"One comb to the end, two combs with white hair and eyebrows, three combs full of children and grandchildren..."

The voices reverberating in my ears are full of happy and auspicious words in the world, which have been lingering for a long time, but it is a pity that they seem out of place here, which only makes people feel ironic.The red candle burned to the end, only the stacked candle tears were still hanging on the brass candlestick, the light in the hall was dim, and the sky outside the hall suddenly broke.The whole world has not yet awakened, and the soft morning light shines into the hall through the half-opened screen window, illuminating a small space in front of the bed.

The red gauze curtain was still hanging down, shaking violently, with layers of ambiguous red waves, but the hall was eerily quiet, except for the sound of the big bed shaking and the rustling of the cloth rubbing, there was no sound. Other voices.

The cloud tent was thick and separated the inside and outside of the bed into two worlds. It was suddenly lifted from the inside, but fell down again soon.Just at this moment, the intense and fuzzy panting came out from the sealed world with a gap, and then quickly disappeared.

The air was quiet and cold, and after another moment, a slender white arm pushed aside the airtight cloud curtain, and seemed to poke out of it in a panic.There were ambiguous marks of red on the smooth and jade-like skin, extending all the way to the forearm, like red plums in the snow, scattered little by little, exuding a sense of lust.

Following this movement, ambiguous sounds resounded in the hall again, skin rubbing against the brocade quilt, bodies colliding fiercely and uninterruptedly, amidst the blushing sound of viscous water, there were occasional sounds as if An unbearable moan.The hand sticking out of the tent fumbled wildly in the air, as if wanting to get a little room to breathe, but the people inside did not know what to do to him, making his fingertips touch the red gauze curtain that was hanging down. Grabbing it fiercely, he tightened the cloth in his hands as if he couldn't stand it.The fingers that were supposed to be holding the sword were so hard that their knuckles turned white, trembling pitifully, and the arm with the ambiguous hickey was violently bumped against the body, shaking passively on the edge of the bed.

——like a prey entangled in a spider's web, deeply trapped in it, unable to break free.

The cloud tent didn't stop shaking, and suddenly another hand stretched out from it, separated his fingers one by one, interlocked with his fingers, and pulled his hand back.

Returning to the confined space again, he only felt that his ears were filled with intense panting, and all he could feel was extreme passion.All this made his back tremble uncontrollably, his waist straightened up involuntarily, trembling close to the person on his body, chasing after the paralyzing sweetness.

The endless trembling seemed to wash over his entire soul, his fingers were interlocked, and he was pressed on the side of his face full of possessiveness, without even giving him any leeway.

His mind was drowsy, and his long snow-like hair spread on the red brocade, presenting a suffocating beauty.

The amber between the brows was soaked in sweat and glowing slightly, in the misty vision, only those eyes could be seen staring at him, deep, persistent, full of possessive desire, determined to drag him into a more intense climax, Until the entire soul is destroyed, the whole person is destroyed, and all thinking stops at this moment.

He moved his lips and called out something silently, his wet and confused eyes fell on the eyes of the person on his body, making his eyes deeper.His conquest in his body became more intense, making the young man below him almost unbearable to beg for mercy with a sobbing sound.

He sobbed, no...don't do this...too fast, too hard...

But how is it possible to stop, such begging for mercy will only lead to more intense conquests.

He cried and wanted to curl up and escape in such a fierce collision, but he was firmly suppressed and couldn't move. He could only make fragmented crying sounds following the opponent's movements, in exchange for the opponent's deep kiss, and finally even The sound of the crash was swallowed.

There is no end, no turning back...

The voice that said the festive and auspicious words in the world rang in my ears again——

"Hundreds of years together, forever united..."

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Nearly a hundred years ago, the Tomb of the Conferred Gods was opened, and countless people were involved when the yin and yang reversed. More than half of them were strangled to death by the ancient beasts that came from the cracks in the void. After entering the dark side of the secret realm, after several battles, only less than [-]% of the survivors survived.

At the beginning, there were still many people wandering around here, unwilling to leave, and even stationed nearby, hoping to wait until the secret realm was opened again, and relatives, friends, teachers and friends who got lost in it would be sent out by it.It's a pity that after the secret realm was briefly opened and closed, it seemed to lose its vitality, and there was no sign of opening it, and no one could come out from it.

After ten, twenty, thirty years passed, the people stationed near the Tomb of the Gods finally became disheartened and left here.

Although time is the least important thing for them, but because hope is wiped out day after day while waiting, even the most patient immortal will not be able to bear this torture and lose the will to continue waiting Ability, leave here with a sigh.

A hundred years later, there is only one figure that still appears from time to time. Standing here and looking at the Fengshen Tomb, which has resumed its bustle and attracted countless people to come in for treasure hunting, there is a lonely aura around him, his handsome face is silent, and his eyes are dim. .

Jiang Heng often felt that he had many regrets in his life, among which Chu Xiao was the one he regretted the most.If I had expressed my heart to him at the beginning, wouldn't it be like now, where I can only look at the place where he fell from a distance, and I can't even find a reason for my depression?

After all, they are just friends, even if they are close friends, they will not be devastated by each other's death.

Chu Xiao regards him as a friend, and there is still a half-teacher friendship between the two of them, and what he hates most is that men have other thoughts about him.If I let him know that, like everyone else, I have different feelings for him, I think I will definitely not come to this Wushuang City again, and I will never associate with myself again.Because he didn't want to be friends, Jiang Heng suppressed his feelings and didn't dare to show them too clearly. Unexpectedly, he never had the chance to be honest with him again.

It has been 100 years, and the story of Yun Xiao's fall in the Fengshen Tomb has spread all over Xiantian, and even his portrait has been removed from the top of the hundred beautiful pictures, making countless people sigh.Even Chu Xiao's four maids have accepted the fact that their lord fell in the tomb of the gods. They stayed in Wushuang City for nearly a hundred years and watched those people lose confidence one by one. When they left here, only the city lord I also come here every day, and it takes half a day to stop.

As long as he is not blind, he can see what his heart is for the Lord.

Because of this, they couldn't help but sigh even more - if they had spoken out sooner, maybe the Lord would have accepted him?

In the fairy world, Chu Xiao spends most of his time alone, unable to support himself, and makes countless enemies, living a life of killing and being hunted down.When he was alone, he often got drunk, seemed preoccupied, and never told the people around him.It would be great if someone could share his concerns.

Among the many people he knew, the one who had the closest contact with him was the Lord of Wushuang City, but it was a pity that good luck tricked others.

They watched from a distance, but they didn't go there. Without the person who asked them to lift the chair for him, it didn't seem to be very interesting to stay here. It's just that the sky is big and the earth is big, so I don't know where to go.

Jiang Heng stood here for an exceptionally long time today. He never made a sound in the past, but today he suddenly said, "100 years."

The four maids were stunned, and heard him whisper, "Today, it has been 100 years since you entered inside, I really don't know if I can continue to have expectations. I think all the time, you haven't fallen into it yet, One day, he will come out of it, stand in front of me, and have a drink with me."

The wind blew on this vast plain, blowing the robes of the young man who symbolizes the lord of a city. He was silent for a moment before continuing: "Today I will travel far, your maid—they have already told me Yes, you came to Wushuang City that day, in fact, you came to ask me for help for Xuantian City.

"Xuantian City is in trouble, just within a hundred years, and you think that you have to bear a lot of responsibility. I know that protecting Xuantian City has always been your wish. Now that you are not here, let me fulfill this wish for you. .

"I have already broken through, and now I am at the middle level of the Immortal Emperor, but I have not announced it to the world. I promised my father that as soon as I broke through, I would leave Wushuang City and return to Qingmu City to take his place. He... I have stayed in the fairyland long enough, it is time to leave, this should be the last thing I do for you before going back."

He spoke calmly, untied a jug from his waist, raised his hand towards the calm Fengshen Tomb, and said:

"Don't worry, with me here, your sect will be safe and sound, and they won't be able to take Xuantian City away."

"I'll have a drink with you when I come back."

After speaking, he tipped the flagon over, poured the sweet and clear wine on the ground, and then left.

The four maids watched the whole process, and couldn't help turning their eyes to the distance. One of them said: "Oh, it's a pity that the Lord can't see..."

The city lord is really a long-lasting person, affectionate and righteous.

The other person thought of Chu Xiao again, nodded with reddened eyes, and said, "Let's go back to Xuantian City with him too..."

The other three looked at her and asked, "Are you waiting for the Lord here?"

With red eyes, she said: "Go back and defend Xuantian City for our two lords! Whoever dares to come will be killed! Come one to kill one, come two to kill one pair!"

Before they were given to the current owner Chu Xiao by the former owner Chang Qingzi, they had been living in Xuantian City. Even if it was not for Chu Xiao's last wish, but for the master who created them in the first place, they must not be allowed to carve up Xuantian City.

After the fall of Changqingzi, they were placed in a Qiankun bag and fell into a deep sleep for a long time, until Chu Xiao opened the three layers of the Qiankun bag and saw them and the magnificent chair.

The universe bag that Dan Chenzi handed over to him is divided into three layers. He has already opened the first layer in the world of Fuli, and the second layer has enough strength to open it after ascending to the fairy world. Medicines, magic weapons, and currency circulating in the fairy world.

This third floor was only opened when he was called Yunxiao Immortal Monarch. Inside, there were four charming puppet maids and a high-ranking chair.

Such a flamboyant gift was obviously not the handiwork of the uncle, and it was only through their mouths that they knew that it was an old item of the master Changqingzi who had never met.

It is not suitable to send Chongyun, so send Chu Xiao.

Grandmaster Chang Qingzi always believed that a respectable swordsman should be equipped with such an impressive car, so as not to lose the face of Xuantian Sword Sect, but it is a pity that his equipment plan has not been fully implemented, and he fell into a In a secret place.

Dan Chenzi used forbidden techniques to save his soul, and searched everywhere for a way to revive his master, but finally met a person in the Tomb of the Gods, who is the master of the Tomb of the Gods for him now.

The other party made a straightforward request, you do things for me, and I will give you a chance to revive your master.

Dan Chenzi had no reason to refuse at all, so he implemented a series of plans that they thought were exhaustive, and only then did what happened in the following thousands of years.

It is really a system of success and a system of failure.

The low-level immortals who came to the Tomb of the Gods to hunt for treasure were busy today, and suddenly felt a tremor on the ground under their feet. It seemed that some giant beast turned over under their feet. The immortal devoured the old news, and was frightened out of his wits, and fled outside one after another, shouting as he fled:

"The Tomb of the Gods has been opened again! Everyone, run away!"

The sound spread in the secret passage, and the first escaped person drove countless people, scrambling to fly outward, lest they fall behind and be swallowed by the secret realm.

However, the tremor was only for a moment, and soon there was no sound. The people who fled to the periphery and watched from a distance looked at each other, not knowing what was going on right now, and whether they should go back and have a look.

In the depths of the secret passage, two figures slowly appeared.